After making his wish, Su Yuan put down his pen.
This wish is actually very ordinary and simple, that is, no matter how he walks, he can reach the ghost post office in the oil painting without getting lost.
After doing all this, Su Yuan walked boldly and confidently towards the road. No matter how he walked, under the influence of the supernatural wish, he could always reach the ghost post office in the painting.
Wang Yong, who was on the side, followed Su Yuan closely. Although he saw his behavior, he didn't know what he meant, but he was too embarrassed to ask. After all, although he had made it clear that he was on the side, he didn't think that it would just be like this for a while.
You can gain Su Yuan's trust during the meeting.
Seeing Su Yuan moving forward again, he remained silent and just followed him closely.
Although the world in the oil painting is weird, the ghost eye can still be used here, and it is not restrained like when entering the ghost painting.
Obviously.
The supernatural suppression in this place is not that strong. Although the ghost paintings come from the ghost post office, there are definitely not many such oil paintings. If any one of them has the level of a ghost painting, then the post office's courier will not be alive.
After opening his ghost eyes, Su Yuan's sight looked further.
He saw a shot of a fork in the road. There were several trees there, and a strange figure seemed to be standing in the middle of the trees. The figure was motionless in one direction.
Obviously, this is a scene presented in another oil painting.
The worlds of oil paintings are connected. This is no secret to Su Yuan. Every branch here is connected to another oil painting. The essence of all oil paintings is the same supernatural space. The oil paintings themselves only play a role.
The function of opening a window is also the reason why the ghost post office in the painting is difficult to find.
Because you don’t know where the ghost post office is in the painting. Unless you are lucky like Yang Jian and have the halo of the protagonist, or you can only learn from Su Yuan and use supernatural power to guide you.
the way.
Otherwise, even if you enter a painting, you will easily get lost and find it difficult to find the correct way to leave.
However, Su Yuan still has a question in his mind at this moment, and that is whether Yang Jian really entered the world of oil painting, or whether he went out and left the ghost post office.
"Which way should we take now? This road seems a bit strange. It is exactly the same in appearance, size, and surrounding environment. There is no difference, and there are no footprints, shoe prints, etc. on the road.
clue."
Wang Yong suddenly spoke at this moment. He observed the surroundings for a long time, but the result disappointed him, because there was no difference between the forked roads.
"Just follow me."
To this, Su Yuan calmly replied that he had ghost eyes and could see far away. Maybe if he made a wish, he wouldn't have to worry about getting lost at all.
In addition, the ghost eye's supernatural powers are not hindered, and it can see the end of the fork in the road, so it can avoid making wrong choices. This is a very big advantage.
Immediately.
He ignored the path leading to the old forest with only a few trees and chose a main road.
Keep going.
The branch road appeared again. The end of this branch road was also a strange place. It was not large in area and there was a figure standing there.
Obviously, that is also another oil painting.
Su Yuan avoided it and continued along the main road.
There were quite a few forks on the road, and sometimes he even encountered three forks. An ordinary ghost controller would definitely have made the wrong choice, but as long as he walked, he could always find the right path.
This made Wang Yong who was following behind feel very surprised and incredible.
In his opinion, Su Yuan should have some kind of supernatural ability that could prevent him from getting lost and taking the wrong path. Otherwise, he would not be so peaceful along the way.
However, after walking for a long time, Su Yuan stopped.
The road has come to an end.
There was a small wooden house at the end. The door of the small wooden house was closed, and it was impossible to see what was inside. It seemed that there was an invisible supernatural force interfering with it.
"It should be arriving soon, if I remember correctly..."
Looking at the cabin in front of him, Su Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Although he walked randomly, it was obvious that the supernatural power of the wish worked. In the end, he came to this cabin, and the real road was hidden here. He only needed to open the door to find the right path.
to the source.
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Yuan went straight to the hut and opened the door, not at all afraid that there was any danger in the room.
However, there was no danger inside the hut. Instead, it was in a mess, as if someone had lived here a long time ago but had not cleaned it.
Su Yuan didn't pay attention to the messy environment, but saw something in the cabin.
It was an inconspicuous glass bottle in the corner, with a pale arm soaked in the glass bottle.
This is the third fragment/
"Well, the treasure hunt was successful and I got puzzle piece 1! If you collect seven, you can summon the dragon."
After picking up the fragments, Su Yuan said to himself, leaving Wang Yong behind him confused.
Dragon?
What dragon?
Ignoring Wang Yong's thoughts, Su Yuan handed over the glass bottle.
"Take it, don't lose it."
"Okay, okay."
Wang Yong nodded. After looking at it, he felt that it was a bit creepy, but he still didn't dare to drop it, so he could only hold it in his hand.
Su Yuan looked around the room again and quickly locked a door. This was not the door he just came in from, but another door.
After pushing it open, a path appeared behind the door.
The road was winding and winding, seeming to lead to an unknown place.
Moreover, the darkness has worsened, and even ghost eyes cannot see the end.
Su Yuan still didn't hesitate at all and moved forward directly along the road, while Wang Yong behind him felt his scalp numb.
Where he got stuck, they were too far away from the previous exit. If they continued to go deeper, they might not be able to go back.
But he couldn't stand Su Yuan's behavior, and he didn't have any right to speak. In the end, he could only sigh and follow suit. He was just an errand boy anyway and had no choice.
The two men continued along the path.
The forks on the road became obviously smaller. After walking for a while, Su Yuan could no longer see the forks, but a special main road.
This means that the ghost post office in the painting is coming.
Keep walking forward, and as you walk, lights suddenly flicker in the distance, and a building is looming in the dim environment.
As the two of them got closer, the lights became more and more obvious. They were colorful neon lights, and the outline of the building gradually appeared. It was a tall building from the Republic of China period.
Sure enough, they arrived at the post office in the painting smoothly.
"Is this... a ghost post office?"
Wang Yong, who was following Su Yuan, was shocked at this moment. It seemed that he did not expect that the source they found along the main road turned out to be a ghost post office.
The ghost post office in the oil painting?
Or.
Is this the real ghost post office?
Doubt, puzzlement, surprise.
"Follow up."
But Su Yuan had no intention of explaining to him. He just dropped those two words and went straight to the ghost post office at the end of the road.
The closer you get, the clearer the ghost post office is, and it is obvious that this ghost post office is exactly the same as the real ghost post office. There is no difference. It is easy for people to doubt whether they are in a real post office or in an oil painting.
at the post office.
But Su Yuan didn't care about these. What he was curious about was where Yang Jian went. After running for a while, he stood in front of the gate of the ghost post office, followed by the panting Wang Yong.
The lights were on in the ghost post office, and the yellow light illuminated the lobby on the first floor. There seemed to be figures moving inside.
Vaguely, he seemed to see an old man wandering in the lobby on the first floor.
"No, is there really a ghost post office here? Is what I saw really not an illusion?"
Wang Yong was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Su Yuan's expression remained unchanged: "There is someone inside. I want to go in and see if my friend has gone in. You have to be careful. The guys there are not very friendly."
"Don't worry, I will admit it if you die here." Wang Yong took a deep breath and said.
If he hadn't come here today, he would never have discovered this secret.
For him, being able to see the ghost post office come to an end is more important than anything else.
Without hesitation, Su Yuan opened the door directly, and the situation in the lobby on the first floor suddenly appeared in front of him. It was not much different from the post office outside. However, the people here were not just the old man just now, but
There is a group of people here.
The old man I saw just now had a dark complexion and a gloomy expression, but he was missing an arm and became a one-armed old man.
When Su Yuan opened the door, those people also noticed Su Yuan, and each of them looked at him with strange eyes. The eyes were like a ghost but with some special emotions. They were warning, threatening, and...
Difference, and numbness...
Their clothes seemed to have been the same for several years, more than ten years, or even decades. They were all different, and they seemed not to be alive, and there were often strange looks in their eyes.
But these people are not evil ghosts, because there is still surprise and astonishment in these eyes.
Real evil ghosts will not have these emotions of living people.
Su Yuan stared at them, and these strange people also stared at Su Yuan. The scene seemed to fall into deathly silence.
Wang Yong was stared at by these people. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. There was a bit of shock on his face. Even if there is another ghost post office hidden in the world of oil paintings, why are there so many ghost post offices in this ghost post office?
people, and he didn’t know any of them.
Su Yuan turned a blind eye and glanced at those people, familiar faces appearing in his mind.
These people are all the portraits in the oil paintings...but some are very unfamiliar and have not been seen in the oil paintings on the fifth floor, but their clothes are very old, as if they have been forgotten.
.
All of these people are the ones who delivered letters and left the post office on the fifth floor. The real ones have died long ago, and those who exist in the oil paintings are all supernatural creatures formed by supernatural power and have the possibility of resurrection.
But these were not important to Su Yuan. What was important was that he found no trace of Yang Jian among these people, nor did he see Yang Jian's fathers, Yang Xiao and Zhang Xianguang.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yuan shouted to those people: "Hey, have you seen a young man with a few red eyes, similar to Yang Xiao, carrying a big hatchet, and only as handsome as
The guy who is just a little bit worse than me, has that guy been here before?"
However, after Su Yuan finished shouting, the lobby on the first floor of the post office was still quiet, as if no one heard what he said, or maybe it was because this place itself was in a supernatural world with no living people stepping in, so two living beings suddenly appeared.
When people came in, these people were a little uncomfortable and couldn't even accept it.
But for Su Yuan, this means that these people completely ignore him.
What's the meaning?
Look down on people?
Forcibly suppressing the impatience in his heart, Su Yuan continued: "Have you seen it? Also, where are Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao? Anyone who can speak just say something, are they all mute?"
Wang Yong on the side was sweating coldly when he heard this. He was so brave to talk to his new boss. He could say these things. Aren't he afraid of being beaten by these ghost-like things?
But with his strength, it seems that there is no need to be too afraid.
However, Su Yuan's words seemed to have an effect. The old man with a broken arm stopped and looked at Su Yuan with gloomy eyes: "Young man, please keep your mouth clean. Don't think that you and that young man are the same."
You dare to be arrogant in front of us, you were not even born when we became ghost masters!"
Hearing this, Su Yuan immediately understood. Yang Jian must have been here and met such a group of people. Maybe there was a conflict. He probably cut off the old man's hand. As for why he is looking for him now.
Those who couldn't find him probably went to find Sun Rui, so they didn't see Yang Xiao and Zhang Xianguang either.
Although I don't know why Yang Jian entered here earlier, it would be easier if he knew where he was.
As for these people in front of me...
"Pfft."
Su Yuan sneered: "Old man, don't you dare to be so arrogant in front of me even after your hands were cut off. Believe it or not, I will kill you, and so will you. If you are sensible, please tell me where they are going.
If you don't go in the right direction, your life will be worse than death. Now you are remembered by me. Unless I die, you will never be freed. If you are obedient and I am in a good mood, I may be able to help you resurrect."
As soon as these words were spoken, many people immediately stared at Su Yuan with strange eyes, with an inexplicable ferocity.
There is no other reason, because Su Yuan's attitude is too arrogant, no less than the young man who came before, but the young man who came before has someone to support him. Nightmare Yang Xiao's reputation is still big enough, not
People want to live in a dream forever, so they endure it.
But Su Yuan didn't seem to have anyone's support. If he dared to be so arrogant without anyone's support, then he deserved to die.